Lauwo George

Beloved Father

You must get used to peopleGetting shocked and staring at you, But a father’s lookIs a genuine unmistakable look.Uncles and aunties canFalsely express concern inRegistering their unnecessary worryBy gaping their mouthWhen you hit your toe, But a father’s gesture of compassionIs genuine from deep within.

My father ushered me In emulation of his foot stepsBy singing to me the song of fathers“Don’t be silly like your Mama sonBe a hero like your father”But no more now, he’s in a deep sleepAt the place of never-resting rest, I can feel the void of his absenceA vacuum by lack of genuine gestures.Now my uncles and auntiesLaugh when there are no jokesShow a sad face when there is no sorrowAnd Mama’s only dream is my dues.I will always miss you.